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[agrabah_weapon]

[Kurt knew he shouldn't have taken that last left on his way back. It'd looked like a shortcut, but - well.

This corridor - wide corridor, narrow room, hard to tell - is ... cute.

Not just cute. Pastel, fluffy. An avenue of perfect little trees with perfect little apples on them leads down it, all decorated in ribbons. The walls look almost like they could be made of candy - perfect gingerbread house material. Little creatures - teddy bears, ponies, you name it - keep popping their heads out from upstairs windows. A stream winds back and forth across his track, with brilliantly yellow little ducks quacking their happy way along. And can he hear music?

For a Heartless, this is all rather ... disconcerting.
(Understatement.)]

Comments

[clockworknomore]

Uh huh. I bet you did something to bring down the DR's wrath.

[he's joking, mostly]

[agrabah_weapon]

[He guesses as much, but -]

Hah! And is it so sensitive all of a sudden?

[clockworknomore]

Who knows? Maybe it's a girl. They have shifty moods all the time from what I've seen.

[agrabah_weapon]

[That earns another brief laugh.]

You would likely know better than I.

[clockworknomore]

Eh, don't say that. You've actually got a daughter.

[agrabah_weapon]

One who is ... not a good reference point for the behaviour of others, as much as I care for her.

[clockworknomore]

You'll be changing your tune once she hits whatever counts for puberty.

[agrabah_weapon]

Hah! You think that's the case?

[clockworknomore]

From what I've seen, yeah. Unless you wanna have grandkids running around.

[agrabah_weapon]

Frankly, I'd be proud to know such beings could exist -

[Pause.]

Although perhaps in some years' time.

[clockworknomore]

Spoken like a true dad.

[agrabah_weapon]

[Okay, he laughs at that.]

Well, what else am I to say?

[clockworknomore]

Nothing, really. It just looks like you've got the right fatherly instincts and stuff.

[agrabah_weapon]

Hah. [He's quiet for a moment.]

By nature, my kind do not care, we do not nurture. But ... I've learned. I've seen what we can be, what potential I believe we have. And I do what I can.

[clockworknomore]

... tiny little Kurts, running all around your kneecaps. It's almost cute. In a terrifying way.

[agrabah_weapon]

[Another roar of laughter.]

Well, perhaps one day.

[clockworknomore]

You're right. They'd start out at ankle height on you, since you're so huge.